Once upon a time, a good friend gave me a journal with pink whales on it for my birthday. I felt like I owed it to her to write in it, so I'm just posting whatever I end up writing about.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
We hopped on a bus to a town called Whittier. There wasn't much left to do in Anchorage, so we thought we would leave the city and see a bit of nature. There are so many animals around if you pay attention. Hundreds of birds hide in the waterfalls. Sea lions congregate and sleep on rocks. Rafts of sea otters hunt for clams (THEY HOLD HANDS). But at first you don't really notice any of it.